Charan Vandana

Poured from my forehead
Devotion, admiration and love for thy feet
As rivers of golden suns
Then happened the most beautiful thing
When rivers met oceans at thy feet

My ship struggling amidst the tempest
Your lion roaring from the ocean bed
I take your name in pain
& A touch is felt on my shoulders
As you ask me to get up

O Ma don't..don't ask me to get up
I have found what I Searched for a billionyears
My thirst is quenched
My heart is drenched
In thy holy feet now

Experience of stars showering
Embracing me with warmth
Flowers revolving around me
With each petal falling
Converting into a butterfly

The butterflies lift me up
And I fly in the limitless sky
Only to discover at the end
The sky to be thy feet too
And my forehead my emotions!